Daddy cut out these shapes 2 years ago and we are still having fun with them
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Future plans
When I will be older I will live in, ummmm,in ummmm, I will live in China so I can learn to use chopsticks.... I love chopsticks
-Max
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
The moments that stick
Max holding LIA's hand in the backseat, "look Mama 1+1=2"
Then a shower of cranberries as LIA pelts Mama from the backseat
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
S-C-H-O-O-L
Max is officially a preschooler now. After a lovely summer upstairs at his new school, St Mary Villa, (swimming! Puppet shows!) Max has transitioned downstairs, where the serious business occurs. At the end of the first day, I walked into the classroom and saw that Max had written his first new word (besides M-A-X), school. I said, "Oh, Max! I'm so proud of you!" and, more to his teacher, "Oh I almost feel like I'm going to cry!" Max gave me the concerned face. I had to explain to him that sometimes you feel so good that you feel like you will cry happy tears.
L.I.A. recently picked up her first full sentence -- (*Max voice*) I'm Hunnnnnngrrryyyyyyyyy. She is a sparkling conversationalist. Although her speech is still mostly unintelligible, she has been known to hold 10 minute conversations with grownups, and she makes her intentions very well understood. Today, for example, she expressed in no uncertain terms that she needs an adorable pair of Chuck Taylors to match her brother's. She was quite adamant that her purple patent mary janes were NOT THE LOOK she was going for today. She is also quite gifted with the remote control and my phone.
Now that L.I.A. is big enough to really play, the sibling love is spectacular. And I do mean a spectacle of sheer positive energy. The laughter that crosses between them is the stuff of life, truly. They do, like all good siblings, fight. Toys can become an issue. They can also, in L.I.A.'s hands, become marginally dangerous projectiles. Max has developed a fairly efficient trading system to get whatever toy he wants, that L.I.A. has, without her intense (and I do mean intense) protest. Smart boy.
Even Goldie's grown up. He is big as ever, but has turned almost completely pure white, with a fantastic day-glo orange crest on his nose and a few tattoos. We love him.
Mama and Daddy are chest deep in work. Pictures and videos are accumulating, and will be posted in a glorious bloverdose one day soon. Like before Kindergarten.
L.I.A. recently picked up her first full sentence -- (*Max voice*) I'm Hunnnnnngrrryyyyyyyyy. She is a sparkling conversationalist. Although her speech is still mostly unintelligible, she has been known to hold 10 minute conversations with grownups, and she makes her intentions very well understood. Today, for example, she expressed in no uncertain terms that she needs an adorable pair of Chuck Taylors to match her brother's. She was quite adamant that her purple patent mary janes were NOT THE LOOK she was going for today. She is also quite gifted with the remote control and my phone.
Now that L.I.A. is big enough to really play, the sibling love is spectacular. And I do mean a spectacle of sheer positive energy. The laughter that crosses between them is the stuff of life, truly. They do, like all good siblings, fight. Toys can become an issue. They can also, in L.I.A.'s hands, become marginally dangerous projectiles. Max has developed a fairly efficient trading system to get whatever toy he wants, that L.I.A. has, without her intense (and I do mean intense) protest. Smart boy.
Even Goldie's grown up. He is big as ever, but has turned almost completely pure white, with a fantastic day-glo orange crest on his nose and a few tattoos. We love him.
Mama and Daddy are chest deep in work. Pictures and videos are accumulating, and will be posted in a glorious bloverdose one day soon. Like before Kindergarten.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
a short list
of things LIA has attempted to put (*or succeeded in putting) in Goldie's tank:
her shoe
a comb
the ball from her new toy
the fish net (after she climbed up and got it)
*Mama's favorite sunglasses
*a spoon
a fork
a drinking glass
*paper towels
the entire fish food container (thankfully closed)
her shoe
a comb
the ball from her new toy
the fish net (after she climbed up and got it)
*Mama's favorite sunglasses
*a spoon
a fork
a drinking glass
*paper towels
the entire fish food container (thankfully closed)
Popsicles
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Goldie and Goldy
We have two goldfish now. Right now, they are facing each other like two police cars in conversation. Maybe they are sleeping.
Pictures and pictures and pictures to come -- Max and LIA are a formidable pair -- but until then, Here is the story of Goldy.
After a month of exploring his new home, Goldie needed a friend, so we headed to the pet store. We got a lovely little goldfish named Paulie. Paulie was in the tank with the legions of small goldfish, the ones advertised as food for people who keep fish-eating fish. Maybe an early death was in the cards for Paulie, though, because I came home for lunch and found Paulie lying still at the bottom of the tank, next to the tree stump. Was it was the stress of the move? Maybe he thought it was his time, since that's what happens to fish from that tank. Could Goldie have...? No,not Goldie. I gave Paulie the traditional goldfish burial.
When I picked up Max, I broke the news to him and offered to go to petsmart to get another fish. He took it pretty well, and off we went. As it turns out, we had a filter issue that was mucking up the water. Goldie, being a carnival fish, adapted to his environment and soldiered on. For poor Paulie though, used to the pristine pet store waters, it was too much. So we looked for a hardier goldfish. Goldy was bigger than Paulie, and very fast. It took the sales associate a full few minutes to catch him. We took him home, fixed the water issue, and he's been adjusting quite well since then.
His name is Goldy (just Goldy, mind you. no designations like "other" or "2nd" allowed). Max named him Goldy because, according to Max, "Paulie is a girl's name." He didn't specify a spelling for either so Goldie and Goldy it is. We can tell them apart.
Pictures and pictures and pictures to come -- Max and LIA are a formidable pair -- but until then, Here is the story of Goldy.
After a month of exploring his new home, Goldie needed a friend, so we headed to the pet store. We got a lovely little goldfish named Paulie. Paulie was in the tank with the legions of small goldfish, the ones advertised as food for people who keep fish-eating fish. Maybe an early death was in the cards for Paulie, though, because I came home for lunch and found Paulie lying still at the bottom of the tank, next to the tree stump. Was it was the stress of the move? Maybe he thought it was his time, since that's what happens to fish from that tank. Could Goldie have...? No,not Goldie. I gave Paulie the traditional goldfish burial.
When I picked up Max, I broke the news to him and offered to go to petsmart to get another fish. He took it pretty well, and off we went. As it turns out, we had a filter issue that was mucking up the water. Goldie, being a carnival fish, adapted to his environment and soldiered on. For poor Paulie though, used to the pristine pet store waters, it was too much. So we looked for a hardier goldfish. Goldy was bigger than Paulie, and very fast. It took the sales associate a full few minutes to catch him. We took him home, fixed the water issue, and he's been adjusting quite well since then.
His name is Goldy (just Goldy, mind you. no designations like "other" or "2nd" allowed). Max named him Goldy because, according to Max, "Paulie is a girl's name." He didn't specify a spelling for either so Goldie and Goldy it is. We can tell them apart.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
"I gotta tell you something!"
Lately my Facebook feed has been virally dominated (mostly among nonparents, funnily enough) by Samuel L. Jackson's reading of the new fake children's book, Go the ___ to Sleep. It's a funny book that does touch a nerve about the frustrations of "bedtime battles." It's really too profane to even link. But we've all been there. Here are some classic Max sleep-fighting quotes.
"Snails don't have arms. or feet. But they do have backs."
"Beetles are different from lightning bugs because lightning bugs have a light in their tails"
"I'm hungry."
"I'm thirsty."
"I miss Alex."
"Can you tell me the story about the tornado and the fire tornado?"
"I need to give [sleeping] L.I.A. a kiss and a hug."
"I'm making Teddy a new home."
"I made you a present."
[pries eyes open with fingers] "I can't close my eyes, I'm like a goldfish!"
I don't know Max. As a grown up, I have learned to appreciate the priceless gift of sleep. Maybe you will too one day. Your thought process is amazing though.
pictures coming soon!
"Snails don't have arms. or feet. But they do have backs."
"Beetles are different from lightning bugs because lightning bugs have a light in their tails"
"I'm hungry."
"I'm thirsty."
"I miss Alex."
"Can you tell me the story about the tornado and the fire tornado?"
"I need to give [sleeping] L.I.A. a kiss and a hug."
"I'm making Teddy a new home."
"I made you a present."
[pries eyes open with fingers] "I can't close my eyes, I'm like a goldfish!"
I don't know Max. As a grown up, I have learned to appreciate the priceless gift of sleep. Maybe you will too one day. Your thought process is amazing though.
pictures coming soon!
Friday, June 3, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Meet Goldie
He's the newest addition to the Malloy clan. Daddy won him at the carnival yesterday. He had a little out-of-water adventure with LIA but now he's happily making himself at home. Max is proving to be a wonderful caretaker.
PS one day we'll fill you in on our springtime travel adventures. Sorry for the delay!
Monday, April 18, 2011
South Carolina!
Friday, April 8, 2011
east coastin'
The Malloys have been traveling! We're at a bit of a bottleneck, blogwise. We must post pictures of our trip to South Carolina before we show you what we did in Florida, and tomorrow we're off to DC! We'll get this traffic jam cleared soonish. Meanwhile, Max is 4! According to our young hero's wishes, we celebrated his birthday by going bowling, to Target, and to Monkey Joes.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Happy Birthday L.I.A!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
accessorizing
Like any proper lady, LIA knows the value of a well-placed accessory. And if you notice, she's learned some new moves since we left her!
Monday, February 7, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
family fun!
Sunday, January 16, 2011
ice cream
Grandpa was home for a weekend from Haiti and we went for ice cream. LIA had her first taste of Max's dark chocolate with marshmallows and still managed to look graceful in her chocolate mustache.
And now, a somewhat tangential conversation with Max:
Evening at the babysitter's house
MAMA: Hurry up Max, we need to get home because I have something on the stove.
MAX: Why?
MAMA: Because if we leave the oven on too long we could burn down the house, and then where would we live?
MAX: In Haiti with Grandpa!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
a few of his favorite things
I interviewed Max about his favorite things the other day. Here are a few:
Animals: Snakes and giraffes
Color: Blue
Shapes: Square and hearts
Letters: Q and K
Vehicle: Big truck
Store: Target
Food: Chocolate
Color: Blue
Shapes: Square and hearts
Letters: Q and K
Vehicle: Big truck
Store: Target
Food: Chocolate
Toy: Dragon Boat
Drinks: Apple juice and lemonade
Drinks: Apple juice and lemonade
The boy knows what he likes.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Max v. Oscar, with Oscar
worth the head tilt... Mama's cousin Oscar (Os-CAR)shot these videos of Max playing with Oscar (OS-ker).
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